Leviathan (Frerard)

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PART III:
I FEEL NOTHING, SO MUCH BLOOD

CHAPTER 3: "I WISH I WAS IN FRANK'S PLACE INSTEAD."

Frank's pov:

I heard Gerard's, Mikey's, and Ray's voices in the distance. I could only make out a couple of sentences. "Why the fuck is he here?" Mikey asked. "Gerard, why is he here?" Ray asked. "I told you that I don't know." They're getting closer to where I am. I'm not in the cemetery anymore I'm in the forest right beside it. It's nice here even if Gerard killed Kyle in here I sat down staring at all the trees. It's dark out here. "Frank?" Fuck Ray found me. "Ugh, your like a bloodhound with cigarettes." He laughed. "Dude why are you here?" "I don't know. I needed to clear my head." "Oh, does that involve thinking about Gerard?" He asked joking. I laughed and flipped him off. "I'm not a schoolgirl, asshole." He laughed "Want to drink with me and Mikey?" "Fuck yeah." "Come on then. It's fucking creepy here." "Oh are you scared?" "Yeah no shit. Someone was murdered here." Ray and I walked towards Mikey and Gerard.

"Frankie, are you alright? Also it was so boring without your bitchy comments." "I'm fine." I smiled. "I just needed a break from school." I stared at Gerard, he smiled at me. I stayed behind a little so I could talk to Gerard. "Hey." He said with a smile. "Hi." I said nervous to be around him. "Are you sure your alright?" I laughed. "Gee, you know why I skipped." "No, I actually don't." He said reaching for my hand. I blushed. "Uhh, I just didn't feel like it." He nodded understanding. "I had a dream about Bert. It was fucking weird." "What happened?" I asked wondering what it could've been about. "I'll tell you once we're in my room." Mikey and Ray were really quiet. "So Frankie what's going on between you and Gerard?" Mikey asked. Ray laughed. I widened my eyes and blushed more. Gerard stayed quiet writing something. It said:

'None of your fucking business.'

They both laughed. "Damn, alright brother. I won't ask." His voice broke out into a fit of laugher. "Mikey shut up." I said embarrassed. "Oh is it a secret." Ray said. "Both of you need to fuck off." "Frankie why didn't you just say so?" Mikey said. "Yeah we'll leave you two alone." Ray smiled. I flipped them off. They disappeared laughing. It was too dark to tell where they went. I rolled my eyes and held Gerard's hand. "They definitely know that..." He laughed. "Never mind." "They know what?" I said getting annoyed. "Frank, what are you so mad about?" "Nothing." "Sure." He looked at his notebook for some reason. A paper fell out I got it for him before it was got blown away. It was a letter from Bert. He quickly took it away from me. "Did you read it?" He said getting angry. "No." I said getting mad at him. "Don't fucking talk to me like that." I said to him and walked away. But he was already face to face with me before I could walk any further. How the fuck did he do that? "Don't walk away from me." He stared into my eyes. "Then don't talk to me like that." He sighed. "I'm sorry, Frankie..." I sat on the forest ground and started smoking with him. "Got an ashtray?" "No but you can use my jacket." "Okay. So are you going to tell me." "Tell you what?" He said sitting close to me. I passed him the cigarette. "And I thought I was bitchy." He laughed. "Okay I'll tell you."

"For some reason I was in a completely black forest. It looked exactly liked this one. Bert came out of nowhere looking like porcelain white everywhere. He stained the black forest with white and the forest stained him as well. I reached out for him. I was porcelain white as well. He found me deep into the woods. He said: 'Why are you here? You'll get stained.' 'What's wrong with that?' 'Nothing just I don't want you getting hurt. You do realize that the reason we're porcelain white is because we're pure. Not yet tainted with darkness. You know like being fucking evil.' 'Oh I get it now.' He laughed. 'Wow I'm surprised.' 'About what.' 'That you didn't know and also that you like Frank.' 'Why?' 'Nothing I just think he's better than me in every single way.' I laughed. 'Bert McCracken are you jealous of Frank?' 'Yes, I am.' 'Why?' 'Ha! You ask that a lot of questions. But the truth is I wish I was in his place instead. But I'm dead. People say that if you dream about someone it's because you're thinking about them a lot.' 'So this isn't real.' He laughed again. 'Nope it's just your subconscious, Gee.' He held my hand but be disappeared and he was replaced with you. I was no longer porcelain I turned evil. Like he told me. I was no longer 'pure.' You kissed me and we stained each other. I turned you 'evil'. Then I woke up."

"That's an interesting dream." "Yeah... I guess. Weird that my subconscious made that up." "It's not weird. It makes a lot of sense." So I put my cigarette out on his jacket. I held his hand and kissed him. He smiled at me. "Gerard?" "Yeah." "I love you." He blushed even from the darkness I could still tell. I smiled back. "Gee, don't say anything. It's okay if you don't but I wanted you to know. I know you could never love me back and I'm okay with that."

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